Some days lean toward solitude and slowness. Quiet settles in like dust in every crack and crevice.February 3, 2014 6:57 pm
Some days lean toward solitude and slowness. Quiet settles in like dust in every crack and crevice.
Color appears as the exception, with gray predominating. Even the green leaves shows variations of gray.
Gray in all its hues and tones permeates the sky, the mood, my heart. Even the hopeful nest of a bird feels emptied out and uninviting.
And yet.
Color insinuates itself into a scene, here and there. Flamboyant, amid the pale winter green of leaf and stem.
Out of sleeping branches, unexpected bursts of life demand notice and appreciation.
Against my need to wallow, the gray begins to dissipate around each slow corner I turn.
And at its close, the day again asserts its hold on me with waves of color singing me to sleep.
Posted by Kami
Categories: Nature, Outdoors, Poetry
Tags: color, gray, Mood, nature, Outdoors, photography, poetry
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I need a bit of color to get me through this long–gray–winter. Beautiful piece, Kami!
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By Dadicus Grinch on February 4, 2014 at 5:58 am
Thanks! Hoping you at least get a few blue sky days coming your way.
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By Kami on February 4, 2014 at 1:12 pm